My family recently became members at the local YMCA. The timing of this decision coincided with the onslaught of winter weather that drives many of us indoors for exercise as well as the New Year, which brings additional folks to the gym with new tennis shoes and big dreams. I’m a fan of dreamers so I’m happy to share the treadmill. (Really, I'm just happy to get off the treadmill). ...more
Not me -- yet! I started rock climbing when I was 43. Yes. Started. 43. It all began with gymnastics. I had been a competitive gymnast in high school and college, first becoming interested when I saw Olga Korbut in the Munich Olympics. But I didn’t start training until after the Montreal Olympics, when Nadia Comaneci had a big influence on my sister, who also became a gymnast. ...more
I wrote a post a couple days ago about positivity and taking advantage of being home instead of mopping around during the cold winter. I made a goal for myself to take advantage being home by getting out and checking out what our town has to offer. A brand new climbing wall just opened up and we were invited by some friends to check it out with them. I really wasn’t sure what to expect, mostly because I had only climbed an indoor climbing wall once. I had no idea what belaying was or much to do with the sport at all....more
The past weekend did several small hikes in Canmore and came across several rock climbers on our journey. My littlest looked on with envy. He is always dreaming of the day that he will be climbing the side of a mountain.
I took my youngest rock climbing the other day and it struck me. Her acrophobic Dad, safely planted on the ground, as Ella was at least five stories high, unafraid of her growing distance from the ground..she's on her own. I can't entirely protect her anymore, if I ever truly could. But isn't that my job......more
Kate's awesome Daisy troop leader organized a great outing for the troop: Rock climbing. I, for one, thought it was a fantastic idea. And it couldn't have come at a better time for my girl. Ever since Hubby/Daddy and I left for Kaua'i, my Kate has lost a bit of her... Kate-ness. Her perpetual sunny-ness, her verve, her spunk, her "nothing's gonna stop me" presence. I figured that a rock climbing expedition (in a safe, controlled environment) could be just the perfect thing to re-instate her unflappable composure.